Anderson - Memory Dust

"Pzzzwrd?" The droid buzzed.

Erica rolled her eyes.

"My little inventor…" she sighed.

The droid exploded into a fine silver mist. Erica coughed, attempting to catch her breath. As she wheezed, a voice entered the back of her mind.

Hello, my little inventor…

Erica froze. Her father's deep metallic voice sounded clear as day.

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I'm not going to ask for your forgiveness. And you shouldn't give it. I just wanted to use this last chance to reach out and tell you how proud of you I am, and to provide one last gift. In your memories, once this message finishes, you'll have knowledge of a few bank accounts I set up under a dozen or so aliases. All in all, there should be over a few million in there by now. Drain them, and do anything you want.

I love you, Erica.

Have a great life.

As suddenly as it had started the voice stopped. Sure enough, in the back of Erica's mind, several memories popped up out of the ether.

Pin Numbers
Names
Bank Account Numbers
Security Questions
Branch Locations
Her name as a joint member on all the accounts.

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Priorities